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Month: March 2018

Poem: Wind Force

By: Ann Christine Tabaka The wind is a restless lover, ever on the move. The wind is a jealous lover, claiming all within its path. The wind is an angry lover, bellowing like a runaway freight train as it races through…

Poem: A House in Ruin

By: Ann Christine Tabaka Walking past the old dwelling, looking in through doleful eyes. She is an abandoned house, tenebrous windows, crumbling walls. Visions of the past haunt her rooms, as she combs through the disarray. A dark shadow lurking in…

Poem: I Close My Eyes

By: Ann Christine Tabaka Overhead a fan slowly spins, as the heat of the night closes in on me. Beginning of the end or end or the beginning, not knowing which way to turn. I close my eyes. I see brilliant…

Poem: Repeating Sequence

By: Timothy Nguyen After the summer The cold wind will draw closer Sun shall set sooner Frost coats the dark air Aurora colors the sky Here comes the solstice Petals will blossom Trees leaves will begin anew Equinox is near. The…

My Unknown Authority

By: Vraj Patel I was trapped by the laughter coming closing in from all around me. I couldn’t distract myself from the noise. The voices around me suddenly became quiet and one voice was louder than the rest. This voice was…

Poem: The Cliffs of Palos Verdes

By: Nate Elias I’ve eaten from the nest, buried bones enough to pick my pale heart’s flesh from the ocean’s coral teeth. What crow corpse weeps without marring a lover in its wings? A harbor night, turbulent foam beneath our…

Poem: Colours

By: Rohan Sankhla A mixed assortment of colours, I had seeked to be pure. Hostile to the bond amongst my pallette I had for so long endured, my mind lied in the essence of white. After much altercation and unsuitable manner,…

Story: Trapped

By: Patrick Dang I spent day and night daydreaming of love. I dreamt of what the perfect girl would be like. We would be like two peas in a pod. The bestest of friends, with a bond stronger than blood. Distance…

Story: Hand in Hand, Paw in Paw

By: Zachary Alba “What if he only has a few more days to live? Can you even pass away from Type 1 Diabetes? He’s been taking his insulin, so he should be fine… right? There’s so much I haven’t been able…